Adopted by Rihanna

What happened

I was out walking through the small town of Markson, California. It was near the beach, so I was going to get some food before going to the Beach. ((I don't know if there really is a town called Markson, but deal with it.)) At the beach, I saw my best and only friend, Jake. He was the only one who understood what I went through. His parents died when he was five from a brutal car accident. He got adopted last year by a really nice family.
"Oh, miss Jolez is letting you guys out now?" He questioned.
"No," I giggled, "but don't tell her that. She thinks I'm reading in the attic."
"Oh, well I gotta go, the family is waiting."
"Okay, byee!" I yelled after him.
I went over to the water near an empty section of the beach, and I saw a face that I recognized, but I didn't know where I had seen this beautiful, slim, tan woman before.